THE PRIEST AND THE PILOT

A PRIEST DIES AND IS WAITING AT THE

PEARLY GATES OF HEAVEN.

AHEAD OF HIM IS A GUY WHO'S

DRESSED IN SUNGLASSES,

A LOUD SHIRT, LEATHER JACKET

AND JEANS.

SAINT PETER ADDRESSES THIS COOL GUY,

'WHO ARE YOU, SO THAT I MAY KNOW

WHETHER OR NOT TO ADMIT YOU

TO THE KINGDOM OF HEAVEN?'

THE GUY REPLIES,

'I'M MIKE, A RETIRED AMERICAN

AIRLINE PILOT FROM CHICAGO.'

SAINT PETER CONSULTS HIS LIST.

HE SMILES AND SAYS TO THE PILOT,

'TAKE THIS SILKEN ROBE AND

GOLDEN STAFF AND ENTER THE KINGDOM.'

SO CAPTAIN MIKE GOES INTO HEAVEN

WITH HIS ROBE AND STAFF.

NEXT, IT'S THE PRIEST'S TURN.

HE STANDS TO HIS FULL HEIGHT

AND BOOMS OUT,

'I AM FATHER DAVID,

PASTOR OF SAINT MARY'S CHURCH

FOR THE LAST 51 YEARS.'

SAINT PETER CONSULTS HIS LIST.

HE SAYS TO THE PRIEST, 

'TAKE THIS COTTON ROBE AND

WOODEN STAFF AND ENTER THE KINGDOM.

'JUST A MINUTE,'

SAYS THE GOOD FATHER.

'THAT MAN WAS A PILOT AND HE

GETS A SILKEN ROBE AND

GOLDEN STAFF AND I GET ONLY

COTTON AND WOOD.

HOW CAN THIS BE?

'UP HERE,

WE GO BY RESULTS,'

SAYS SAINT PETER. 

'WHEN YOU PREACHED,

PEOPLE SLEPT.

WHEN THE PILOT FLEW,

PEOPLE PRAYED...'